At this, Luo Binghe's hips snap forward involuntarily, and he lets out a shaky exhale, fully distracted from the poison. How quickly Shen Qingqiu has gone from hesitant to eager; he would be a fool not to respond in kind. With a whispered apology, he sets his mind to the matter literally at hand and slowly begins to finger Shen Qingqiu loose, kissing him properly as he does so. Luo Binghe is nothing if not an attentive lover, and Shen Qingqiu is clearly dying to be kissed.